Friday, October 23, 2009

lovepeacenora

during a typical 3 am-i-cant-sleep-so-i-will-online-shop session last week, i stumbled upon some yoga pants. which color would i choose if i were to buy these pants? light heather gray perhaps? maybe carbon or mole? and that is when i found it. the color that made me stop dead in my tracks. not because of its stunning beauty, but rather because of its wholly illogical name:

goodnight nora.

what color, exactly, would one purport goodnight nora to be? i would guess black, since it is black when i say goodnight to nora. or maybe dark purple because nora strikes me as a purple name and the nighttime makes nora dark. i would be wrong since goodnight nora is, in fact, midnight blue.

a few nights later at fhe we had a family talent show (i wanted to do the berries & cream little lad dance but i forgot to sign up).

some darling girls in the fam spouted off all 120 colors in the 120 count crayola crayon box. i was impressed and promptly looked up the list so that i too could add this skill to my skill box. my favorites were these:

neon carrot

manatee

inch worm

mauvelous

scarlet harlot (just kidding its really just scarlet)

upon further inspection of the crayola website, i found that several of my favorite color names have been retired in years past, typically because they are racist or inappropriate (which is probably why they were my favorites). i shall pay tribute to them now. rest in peace dear crayons:

I'm a runner by nature. I get my energy from the sun. I always want an ice cream cone. I belong on the beach. I dawdle frequently. I love fashion and shopping and birkenstocks. I want to change the world.